Strongest Grimoire Of The Gods

Tyr was left slightly confused still, but he took a breath.

'I guess I'll have to eventually check out the different quarters. Alchemy and cultivation are things I want to get better at. I'm sure I could get a lot better at martial arts too. So far, I've learned fighting through experience, but learning the actual fighting techniques would probably boost my power even further.'

At that moment, Tyr heard an annoying cackle of laughter travel through the classroom.

It was at the back, where Tyr noticed Suyo getting picked on by a few bully types.

'I was hearing their teasing since the start of Quinn's lesson...' Tyr mused, throwing a glance.

While most of the classroom had already left, about 80 or so stayed after. Most of the other students seemed to hang out, talking to themselves about plans of what to do after.

Some were preparing to leave.

At the back, the bullies had a field day. From what it looked like, Tyr imagined most of the people who usually got bullied were not as interesting as the new guys.

That's why Suyo and a few others were getting picked on much more.

'I wonder why Quinn didn't stop it... when he could have easily done so, I imagine,' Tyr thought to himself.

'On second thought, that guy didn't seem to even notice a single one of us were here...'

A guy wearing a black leather coat with bright pink hair slapped the back of Suyo's head as five other young men around him broke out into a peal of laughter.

"Come on... don't joke around, man. You're embarrassing me in front of my friends," the guy with pink hair exclaimed.

"What do you mean you have no money? Are you trying to make it look like a skilled Hunter like myself can't even take down fresh meat like you?"

The bullies laughed again.

Most of the class wasn't paying attention to it. They looked to have gotten used to it by now.

Tyr found it kind of entertaining though. Well... interesting at the very least. It wasn't too common to see, after all.

Before leaving, he wanted to see how things would unfold. This was also to get somewhat accustomed to things around here.

"I'm telling you... someone took it! It was a person with orange hair... I don't know his name," Suyo attempted to fight back, but only verbally, of course.

"Huh? Are you trying to rat out someone I know? That ain't cool, bud," the pink-haired young man slapped the back of Suyo's head again, but this time with a serious tone.

Suyo winced with pain, squeezing his eyes tightly for a second.

"Please!" He suddenly lifted his head and faced the class before him.

"Are you all just going to sit there and look!? Someone help me--"

Suyo was grabbed by the face—his mouth immediately muffled.

With an aggressive pull, he was thrown forcefully onto the ground with a loud thud.

Everyone's gazes instantly darted away and faced the ground as the pink-haired young man scanned the classroom.

"This your first time getting bullied or something? Stand up for yourself, you little pussy. You think the class is going to help you in real life? I'm just preparing you for what's to come!" the pink-haired guy yelled, kicking Suyo in the stomach.

"So..." Pink-hair faced the crowd, "Is anyone going to help him!?" He kicked the young man on the ground again as he grunted in pain.

All eyes were faced away from the pink-haired guy. He was clearly looking for trouble.

All eyes, of course, except for Tyr's. Him and the bully made eye contact almost immediately.

Tyr's expression was unassuming. He didn't really understand why this guy was looking at him for so long.

After a few seconds, Tyr turned.

'Huh... that's interesting, I guess,' he mused, getting ready to leave the class.

'Let's see... I think I'm going to get some food first before anything. It's been so long since I've eaten anything other than random crap like food balls.'

As he was walking down the steps in between the aisles leading down the rows, Tyr couldn't help but notice that many were shooting quick glances at him.

The murmurs began to slowly enter his ears as well:

"He's walking away after staring Javr in the eyes? Dude's a lunatic, hahaha!"

"Who is that guy? Is he new?"

"Come on... even if it's your first day here, it's easy to know not to look somewhere when everyone else is doing the opposite."

"He thinks he's getting away easily? Pfft..."

"This one will be entertaining..."

On hearing all of this, Tyr closed his eyes. He exhaled, turning around abruptly.

Opening his eyes, he noticed the pink-haired guy, addressed as 'Javr,' was still staring at him.

"What do you want?" Tyr said, knowing the bully was going to call him out. He pieced it together quite easily after hearing the comments of the classroom.

Javr smiled.

"Oh... that's polite. Fresh meat actually willing to confront me instead of running away and hiding," he began to make his way down the steps along with his five friends.

"Look... I don't want much. I'm not trying to impede on anyone's territory... the real stuff happens in the sections. All I'm trying to do is build up a bit of cash. Is that such a bad thing to do? A man has to work hard for his money, right?" Javr smirked.

"Stop speaking all smart with me, you little twerp. If you wanna fight, just say so..." Tyr replied, cutting through all of the bullshit.

Javr paused, his smile turning into a frown as he furrowed his brows.

The class had a slightly surprised reaction, peering closer at Tyr.

Javr did the same.

While maintaining eye contact with the ballsy young man, he turned to one of his friends.

Leaning into his ear, Javr asked, "This guy... he is fresh, right?"

"Yeah, dude... 100%."

"Ahem!" Javr cleared his throat.

"Tyr..." he suddenly said, throwing Tyr off slightly.

"That's your name, right? Tyr Evolion? The oh-so-popular Dragon Tamer?"

After a long pause, Tyr smirked slightly.

"So you've heard about me. You should have just told me from the start that you were a fan, as well as a beggar."

"Beggar?" Javr confusedly exclaimed.

"What? Did I mistake something? You were just asking me for money, weren't you?" Tyr replied with a straight face.

A few Hunters around the room couldn't keep their lips intact, breaking down into short bursts of unsuccessfully stopped laughter.

Javr looked around the room, his face turning slightly pale from embarrassment as he clenched his teeth and faced Tyr.

"Don't fuck around... you little bitch. You're dead now."

Javr began to stomp down the stairs.

Tyr tilted his head to the side, his glabella erupting with a golden flame.

"Oh yeah?" He cracked his neck from right to left.

"I don't give a fuck if you're a dragon tamer, or the tamer of my left nut. You are still fresh meat. When you come in here, you forget who you even were out there. You have no backing here. The kingdoms that helped you grow are no longer your shields. This is the Immortal Peak, bitch."

"Kingdoms that helped me grow?" Tyr nearly broke out into a laugh, but stopped with a scoff of disbelief.

"That little remark just pissed me off. I'm going to have fun beating your ass..."